Y'all Ain't Ready Yet

Man, them **** can't fuck with you, man, fuck them ****, man!

I know, I, I, I know

I know y'all **** can't fuck with me 'cause I can't fuck with my damn self

I know, I know y'all **** can't fuck with me, I

I know y'all ****

Ugh, damn, it took a ****

Thirteen motherfucking years to do this shit

Bruh, I been rappin' since La-Di-Da-Di some fucking where

I know y'all, I know y'all ****, I know y'all ****

Aw, shit, it's on, ****

I'm still not that **** to fuck with, buster, bad for your ho health

I know y'all **** can't fuck with me 'cause I can't fuck with my damn self

When Mystikal hits the door

See, can't nobody fly through the swamp and bayou like I do

I know y'all **** can't fuck with me and they can't, but they try to

Some **** just need to be warned

Be gonna be harder to get up to get on my own

****, go ring the alarm

Matter fact, better know what it take

For the back of your head to hit that grass

Let's get this shit straight from the jump

I ain't playing with your bitch ass

These outside **** that run to the mic better come clean

Fucking with that Saudi Arabian

Desert Storm veteran 12th ward offspring

Train, I'm running these **** to the jets

To the hills, to the back of the tracks

A-a-ask them hoes, did I do that?

Coming boisterous with five million switches

The man with them guns, the singled and doubled and tripled

And four, five, six time them bitches

I'm the **** with the go head, fucking your bitch up in your bed

Standing five foot 'leven dick crooked like a roach leg

Much bone and I don't fail a test

Little **** fuck hoes both sides of the river

It aints to be fucked with, you can't touch this, better grab hold

Bitch, I'm so cold, I'm like a twenty-four year-old north pole!

Give a fuck about these raggly ass hoes

Gripping my nuts as I strut in my baggy ass Girbauds

Making 'em stop, pause, like Jubilee All (Bigidabounce)

I'm harder than a **** watching Janet Jackson in draws!

Bitch, if ya catch me on the TV, or the radio, spell it

M-Y-S-T-I-K-A-L, y'all ain't ready, though!

I'm still not that **** to fuck with, buster, bad for your ho health

I know y'all **** can't fuck with me 'cause I can't fuck with my damn self

When Mystikal hits the door, y'all **** ain't ready yet

I'm still not that **** to fuck with, buster, bad for your ho health

I know y'all **** can't fuck with me 'cause I can't fuck with my damn self

When Mystikal hits the door, y'all **** ain't ready yet

So Mystikal, in your own words, could you explain your style?

I gotta get a rhyme that can tumble through the air like a Rambo spear

See, y'all can stop looking in another **** face 'cause, bitch, the man right here

You **** didn't think that I could swing mine

Bitch, I'm doing bad, slanging rhymes at the same time (I ain't lying)

Talking behind my back don't make me no nevermind

'Cause all you can say is I'm smarter than Einstein, I'm fire like Cayenne!

You'll never catch me 'cause I'm swift as a hyena

Gimme the chance, I'll rock the Lakefront Arena

Like Teena Marie be rockin' Tipitina's (Damn, Gina)

Tall, dark, strong, long and lean, ain't a **** coming cleaner

It's all in the way that I lay my game down

Watch me swing with the Guillotine, rolling round Niggatown

But everybody think these **** be wanting me to prove that I'm the man

Fuck I'm colder than a freezer, cooler than a fan

I got no love for no b-i-e-otch

Matter fact, I been that way since I's wearin' OshKosh B'gosh

But yet, y'all steadily trying to squab 'bout me

Before when I come in this door, the only thing motherfuckers do is talk 'bout me

Better get some business about yourself, that's what you better do

Matter fact, I'ma tell you motherfuckers three things I'ma never do

One, never gon' change my style

Two, never gon' bounce, three, never gon' bow

I'm getting tired of being sick and tired

****, you got a problem with me getting high, suck big dick and die

Same rhyme phrase get me paid, they can't fade

The tan shade man with the braids

Bitches peep as I creep through the 12th ward

I'm offended these **** compare me to **** that gotta practice looking hard

Bitches won't leave me 'lone

But I'm not that Thug and I'm not that Ruggish but I do pack Bone

Black prince of the south, that's my title

Bitch, I'm, uh, chikka-chikka-ow! Bad like Michael

I'm throwing rhymes at a steady flow

Woo, there they go, y'all **** ain't ready, yo

I'm still not that **** to fuck with, buster, bad for your ho health

I know y'all **** can't fuck with me 'cause I can't fuck with my damn self

When Mystikal hits the door, y'all **** ain't ready yet

Bitch, I pimp hoes instead of an army, petty shit, it don't harm me

Look, I'm entertaining like Cedric and I'm mac like Bernie

I'm Black like Menace and I'm G like Slimm

I'm Sporty like T and I'm smooth like Tim

I can click just like the Boot Camp, but I'm conscious just like daughter

Bitch, I'm insane but, um, tell me you won't claim that I'm your partner

I'm Down just like Bust plus I'm Ice just like Mike

And I'm the living lyrical miracle, I'm just ice like Precise

I'm the Invisible Man, you blind, you can't see shit

You mad 'cause I got more bitches on my dick than bitches at Freaknik

I'm rougher than a Brillo, I'm soothing like Mylanta

And I'm kicking like Brando, and I'm swinging like Evander

Techniques that'll speak, be sweet like my Auntie Alberta

Who got the nerve to fuck with the murderer

Better not be no busta

Kicking it with them Uptown, 'leven-born hustlers

Ain't no slack in my stack, ain't no lack in my mack

I'ma put you on yo' back 'cause youse a rat, I'm no pussycat

I pack enough dick to make you scream, "Hallelujah"

Running these bitches from Tchoupitoulas through Pascagoula to Chattanooga

I'm the **** gon' rock "Streamline" like Lalapalooza

You think you gon' take me, but fuck that

Bitch, I'm out that Boot Camp Click, I got my rifle and my rucksack

Never, ever dumb brother could touch this lil' ****

Cise, break it down, Dave, play that fuckin' guitar

I run wit' the best and I'm willing to bet that

He done dropped that album on that ass

But, y'all **** ain't ready yet

I'm still not that **** to fuck with, buster, bad for your ho health

I know y'all **** can't fuck with me 'cause I can't fuck with my damn self

When Mystikal hits the door, y'all **** ain't ready yet

I'm still not that **** to fuck with, buster, bad for your ho health

I know y'all **** can't fuck with me 'cause I can't fuck with my damn self

When Mystikal hits the door, y'all **** ain't ready yet

I'm still not that **** to fuck with, buster, bad for your ho health

I know y'all **** can't fuck with me 'cause I can't fuck with my damn self

When Mystikal hits the door, y'all **** ain't ready yet

I'm still not that **** to fuck with, buster, bad for your ho health

I know y'all **** can't fuck with me 'cause I can't fuck with my damn self

When Mystikal hits the door